Today, we went to the Franklin Park Kite Festival, outside Boston’s Franklin Park Zoo. Lots of small children running and running (or “wunning and wunning,” to hear them tell it), often in the wrong direction (with the wind) and often at their parents’ instruction. It’s been a looong time since I flew a kite, but as I recall, once it’s flying high, you can stop running, and stand in one spot. Not these kids. The higher the kite got, the faster they ran (with the wind. Sigh). Still, a lot of fun, though.
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Do you have memories of kite flying as a child, or with your children? This event looked like it was a lot more fun for the parents than the kids. As I often observe at this sort of event, parents work very, very hard to make sure their kids have a good time, and most of the time, the kid would be happier playing with a box.
A few hours in the Arnold Arboretum turned up a wide variety of flowers and other photo opportunities. These are some of my favorites.
I was taking pictures of this empty nest, and every time I got closer to it, a robin behind me started to freak out. I finally decided she probably had eggs in there, so I didn’t get any closer. When I walked away, she made a beeline for the nest!
You know it’s going to be a good day when you go to a sheepshearing festival (in Waltham, Mass.), and the first animal you see is a goat. Huh? Later, in a pen with a bunch of sheep who were either waiting their turn to be sheared, or who had already gotten the treatment was a very large ram, with horns that curled around 2 1/2 times. A bystander said, “Look, that sheep has horns!” Someone near her said, “Yes, it’s a ram.” She said, “So, it’s not a sheep?” I get it: we’re not all country folk. It was still funny, though!
We started with a lace-making demonstration.
Followed by a sheep herding demonstration.
Then we got to the main event. Old-fashioned (non-electronic) shearing.